Luyện nghe bài hát Million Dollar Baby

(Chorus)
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say
One two, one two, and I say

(Verse 1)
Sick wit' it, six digits, big
Get lots of like six midgets
It just this code I by,
the road I grew up by,
And I see the like an umpire.
Mothafuck one time, and combined
I am the boss, I a nigga tell you about the gunline
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche
I drive that mothafucka like I'm beat a deadline.
Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy
I'm fly and your an ostrich
How you cost bitch?
See I buy you and then sell you back like an auction.
Okay? I am affiliated with DJ
And this Just track has just met Jeffery Dahmer
I am a bingo on the like Carson Palmer
And them couldn't see me with panorama.
(Haha) Niggas as a can of flowers
You as a can of tuna
You fuckin' with a
The is no illusion
tall as a tower
I'm paid hoe, I could change your all in a hour
I promise I see the city skyline from my
I'm feeling a gun with a bag of gun powder
Pow pow
I'm higher Mr. Childs
Fresh the bottom of the ant pile.
Weezy!

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
My is gangsta, my aim is money
The championship is beautiful but the is ugly
They say feed the hungry, but these is greedy
But I'm awfully gifted, I am strategic
It's come to my room, I make her like it's Egypt
And she leave out room feelin' like a paraplegic
My game is my capital feature
I stuff her ass up a pair of new sneakers
to the subject at hand
Baby I'm a wealthy ass young man
Flow more rare than black sand
And, I just want brain like a fucking cat scan
I just want paper like a fucking trash can
is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man?
I seem to amaze, as as advance
I'm so far ahead I gotta the last dance.

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Get it straight like I enhance,
M.O.B., I'm all my chips like Lance
I be with animals with tactics,
I swear I'm backed up like New traffic
You dumb fucks, you're but lunch ducks,
Big nuts hairs, swinging nunchucks
Hollygrove I'm claiming it insurance
I've been on the grind, nigga just a tourist,
Flowers for the dead, say to the florists
Fuck with me wrong bet I rush it Borris
Now they tryna kick it but I ain't Norris
I it with Lil' Few and he rolling up a forest
be compared, no I'm not a thesaurus
Can't be banned, I'm sorry Miss
Fuck Wendy Williams, the look like a dude
Her body look chewed and her looks glued
But let me get to my food
Eat the track up and leave the mic
Why in 30 lives would you war with I
I'm gettin' high thinking about the Carter 5
My homies straight, my momma good and my fine
Everyday I pray and the great Lord of mine
Weezy baby, you're lookin' at
Gangsta Grillz, no